This love is like a raging line
It's a heart of gold, it's giving
You a place to call home
You've tried so hard to make it on your own
You got to understand, I'm making Myself known

Come back to the airwaves, burn the ashes
Raise the grave up to the sun
Sing of Me, sing of My love
Like a bullet from a gun
(Shout) through the airwaves
(Bang bang) raise the dead
Sing of Me, sing of My love
Like a bullet from a gun

It's time for me to bring the black back
And capture the songs and take 'em to the streets if we can
Sing loud, we might just sing it now
We got to shake the world, we got to lift our voice

Come back, come back, oh
Come back, come back